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Words Are Just Words, Anyways (Part 4 LAST PART)

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Kat sat down at her black vanity mirror and began to apply her makeup. It was her big day, finally. After just about everybody with a pulse on Hollywood Blvd, this was it. Her friends helped with her hair as she smoothed on purple eye shadow.
Joel sat bitterly with Meowingtons in his lap, frowning under his red deadmau5 head. The rest of his life was about to be taken away by that tattooed tramp with just a small “I do”. Joel began to cry. Meowingtons held onto him for emotional support, but it wasn’t enough. Joel needed Sonny. He needed to make everything better.
Chris walked in the room. “Hey, ready to get married?”
Joel shook his head, annoyed by his brother’s company. “Hi. Why are you wearing the Skrillex tie?”
“I’m not your bitch,” Chris answered.
About an hour later, Joel stood at the alter with his tux and deadmau5 head on. Marilyn Manson started to sing “Here Comes the Bride” and Kat started down the aisle with a bouquet of black roses in her inked hands. Her dress was white and lacy. She looked like she had fallen in a pile of white old-lady blankets, wrapped herself up, and walked into the wedding; but that was simply Joel’s opinion. Everybody else sighed and cried as they drooled over the gorgeous Kat Von D.
An idea popped into Joel’s mind as Kat climbed up the steps and stood across from him. She started reciting her vows to him.
“I, Kat Von D, promise to honor and support Joel Zimmerman for the rest of my life. I devote the rest of my time and soul to him and him only. I will love him from day and night, until the day the sun doesn’t rise. I will support him through good, and carry him through bad. I will always be with Joel Zimmerman, my one true love.”
Joel raised his hand. Kat tilted her head in confusion, so did the audience. Joel cleared his throat before putting his hand down.
“Yeah, hi. I’m Joel Zimmerman. And I’d like to be the first to call total bullshit on that one right there.” The crowd gasped and covered their mouths. “So, a few months ago, Kat told me she was pregnant. But then, I read a text message on her phone from a certain friendly someone, saying how the baby might be his. Funny thing is that Kat Von Dick-vacuum said that she was pregnant nine months ago. Pardon me, but it doesn’t seem to me like she’s about to pop one out. A little puffy, yes, but not pregnant.”
The crowd erupted into whispers and Joel smirked through his helmet at Kat. Her jaw was dropped to the floor, but it wasn’t rejecting anything Joel was claiming. Ryan was the first to start a slow clap, it was then carried out by the rest of the groom’s men, minus the absent Sonny, and then the crowd. Kat rushed back down the aisle, almost knocking down Sonny. Wait! Sonny!
Joel ran down the steps and hurried to Sonny. Sonny looked at him. Joel’s eyes landed on the green deadmau5 tie Chris was supposed to be wearing. His heart fluttered. He wrapped Sonny up into his arms, where he belonged.
Joel cried inside his helmet. He looked at Sonny’s innocent brown eyes, dripping with tears under his big glasses. Joel wiped Sonny’s eyes. Sonny raised his arms to Joel’s neck and stroked it tenderly. Joel felt happy. Everything was forgiven.
“Sonny, I-“
“I know. It’s fine,” Sonny said again.
Joel laughed and reached to take off his helmet. Sonny swatted Joel’s hands away and smiled. Sonny pushed the button on the side of Joel’s helmet that made the mouth of the mau5 open.
“Keep it on,” Sonny said.
Joel lowered his hands to Sonny’s waist and laughed. Sonny giggled as Joel pulled him close. Joel kissed Sonny’s lips happily. Again, Ryan was the first one to start the slow clap. Joel and Sonny kissed passionately. Joel had never felt so glad.
Joel separated his lips from Sonny’s. He rested their foreheads together and exhaled calmly before breaking away from Sonny. Sonny took his arms off of Joel, confused. But then Joel got down on one knee, explaining everything to Sonny.
Joel took Sonny’s hand and held it dearly. He smiled up at Sonny, whose face could not be read.
“Sonny John Moore, Skrillex, Skrilly, Goblin…Lover. Will you marry me?” Joel proposed.
Sonny’s face slipped and the good mood faded. He bit his lip, unsure…

“What do you mean you don’t know?” Joel whined as they got into the car together a few days later.
“I mean I don’t know. Joel, you beat me. More than once,” Sonny testified.
“I know. And I’m shit for that. But Sonny, we can’t just sit around and pretend we don’t want to be together,” Joel explained. He pulled the car out of the airport parking lot.
Sonny rolled down the window to smoke, but was taken back by the cold air. “Fucking cold-ass Canada,” Sonny cursed.
“Easy now, Cali-Boy. That’s my Canada you’re talkin’ ‘bout, eh,” Joel said in an adorable Canadian accent, making Sonny laugh.
“Maybe. How’s that?” Sonny said, scooting closer to Joel. “We can see how the next few months go?”
Joel rolled his eyes playfully. “Fine,” he said.
He wrapped his arm around Sonny’s waist and pulled him closer. The two had agreed to spend the next few months at Joel’s to avoid all the press about what went down at the wedding. Sonny was sad to leave his studio, but he had already come out with an EP and an LP for 2013. He’d be okay.
Sonny rested his head on Joel’s shoulder and slept for the short ride to Joel’s house.
“Alright, baby. We’re here,” Joel announced after parking the car in the garage.
“Mm,” Sonny groaned as he moved in his sleep.
“Okey then,” Joel sighed.
He got out of the car and let Meowingtons out. Meowingtons stretched in the snow as Joel went to the other side of the car to fetch his Skrilly. He picked Sonny up and carried him up the icy steps of his front porch, Meowingtons following along. Joel unlocked the door and carried Sonny up to his loft.
Joel set Sonny down on the bed gingerly. Sonny shivered and pulled his knees up to his chest for warmth. Joel started a small fire in the fireplace that stood in the corner of the room. He walked back over to the bed and took off Sonny’s shoes and pants.
Sonny wouldn’t wake up. Joel took off Sonny’s t-shirt and replaced it with a long-sleeved black deadmau5 shirt. Joel put on some sweat pants and took off his own shirt. He pulled down the covers and tucked Sonny in beside him. Sonny woke up.
“Mang?” Sonny called, searching around in bed for Joel.
“I’m right here, Sonny,” Joel whispered, reaching his hand out.
“I’m cold,” Sonny whined softly.
“Do you want some pants, Goblin?” Joel offered, brushing Sonny’s hair off of his tired eyes.
Sonny shook his head and opened his arms for Joel. Joel scooped up his tiny little lover into his arms and lay back. He opened his legs for Sonny to sit between them and Sonny rested his head on Joel’s shoulder. Joel smiled and kissed Sonny’s lips.
“I love you, Sonny,” Joel reminded.
Sonny yawned. “I love you too, mang.”
The next morning, Joel woke up with Sonny on his chest, still sleeping. He made up his mind that he would go and make Sonny some breakfast to surprise him. He slowly started getting out from under Sonny.
Once he got out, he saw Sonny’s pale exposed leg. He went to cover it, but was taken back at the purple spots peppering it. It was from where Joel had beaten him. Joel’s eyes slammed shut and recalled the scene. It was like Joel wasn’t even in his body as he kicked Sonny against that brick wall. He opened his eyes.
“Joel, are you okay?” Sonny squeaked, wrapping his arms around Joel’s waist from the bed.
“I didn’t know you still had bruises,” Joel murmured.
Sonny looked down at his leg and shrugged. “I have a lot. And a scar from where you hit me the first time. But that doesn’t matter, Mang. That’s all over.”
Joel leaned down and smooched Sonny’s lips quickly but sweetly. “It will never happen again,” Joel promised.
Sonny nodded and plopped on his glasses. Joel piggy-backed him downstairs to the kitchen. He set Sonny down on the counter and filled a bowl of food up for Meowingtons. Sonny smiled at Joel from the counter. The sun hit his face just right. Joel smiled back.
“What do you want for breakfast?” Joel asked as he stood in the space between Sonny’s legs.
Sonny rested his arms on Joel’s shoulders and kissed Joel’s forehead. “I don’t care. Make me something. I’m gonna go check and see if the news has said anything about us.”
Joel smiled and kissed Sonny’s cheek. Sonny hopped down from the counter and left Joel to his cooking. Joel wasn’t much of a cook, but decided to do his best as he cracked a few eggs into a bowl. He chopped up a few green peppers and mixed them with the eggs. He poured the contents onto a greased pan on the heated stove and started cooking them.
While the pan sizzled, Joel fried some Canadian bacon. Sonny would have to just deal with it. Joel felt almost proud as he dished up the breakfast and poured Sonny a mug of coffee with extra sugar, the way he liked it. Joel put the plates on a tray and carried them upstairs.
“What have they said?” Joel asked.
“That Skrillmau5 fans are going crazy,” Sonny said in a confused tone.
“What’s a Skrillmau5?” Joel questioned.
“Google it,” Sonny shrugged.
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